Underneath the bed of skies, I could see stars gazing. The moment of living one night without the lights of the streets or the suburbs. One night where friendship turn to bond. One night where I realized Allah's creations are magnificent. The night where problem is a way to find peace. One night where I realized that we are all just nomads. One night where I realized imaginations don't concern ages. My head was on the sand at the beach. I could see clear skies full with dead stars. Yet we call them stars because of we could still see them. They aren't there anymore. Just like dreaming without working. There is no victory without plan and working.
Assalamualaikum. Good morning. " What do you mean? Do you wish me a good morning, or mean that it is a good morning whether I want it or not; or that you feel good this morning; or that it is a morning to be good on? " - Gandalf from the The Hobbit I am not well. Not physically but mentally. I feel like gonna jump out of my skin. I feel the loneliness. Oh yes, I am right now single. Just broken up with a girl that I thought I could commit but I can't. She just not for me. Her ways are not for me. Actually before that I've broken up with the perfect girl that I've been together since form 2. Last year, I felt the love wasn't sparked anymore. I felt like the fire burnt out. What is wrong with me? I dropped a dime and I feel miserable because I dropped it. I shot a hole through everything I loved. I burnt my own castle and I feel miserable. Why did I did that? Allah has mysterious ways of showing me the light. I still...
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